The violent storm was approaching the town, gusts of winds tearing off roofs of innocent people’s houses. The storm was louder than a big crowd at a big stadium, yet you could still hear shrieks coming from the town below. Rain was belting down, flooding the roads and houses of the already destroyed town. Nothing could stop this storm now that it was at its strongest rate. The small town was left with nothing. In this small town hope was gone. As the storm began to retrieve, you could clearly see that it was demolished. Winds still blew but that was the only sound.